Bell hesitated.
Rarely, this polar bear's mood fluctuated.
In theory, he shouldn't have anything to do with it.
Capital is not a good thing, but the problem of racial discrimination is even more serious.
Taking history as a mirror, many people believe that Lincoln was the first leader to liberate black people.
But this is actually wrong!
What truly liberated black people was not one person, but the general environment at that time, the background of the Civil War.
The industrialization of the north urgently requires more workers to enter the cities.
Farmers in the South also needed large numbers of serfs to grow cotton.
Both the North and the South were competing for labor, which ultimately led to the war.
This is why after the liberation of black people.
The reason why Lincoln didn't send black people back to their homes in Africa was to move them to the cities.
Because cities in the industrialization stage at that time needed cheap labor like black people.
Yes, black people are miserable.
But no matter how miserable it is, it is better than working as a tool in the farmer's house before.
Although capital will squeeze you, it will give you money, not two watermelons.
Moreover, over time, capital will eat up everything.
Look up at the sky, who will the sky spare?
With the coming war that will sweep the world in the future.
A large number of white people died, providing space for black people to climb up.
Even a hundred years later, the first black president was born!
But the process is long.
In 1960, the 18-year-old boxing champion Ali won an Olympic gold medal for his country.
He doesn't want much, he just wants others to see him in a normal light.
But when he appeared in the restaurant with an Olympic gold medal on his chest, no waiter wanted to talk to the black man.
This boxing champion who won a gold medal for his country had to leave the restaurant hungry because of his skin color.
As a world-class superstar, Michael Jackson, even though he has become the king of record sales, TV and magazines still "avoid" the issue of black artists.
Bell once believed that his choice was correct, and capital was the only way out for animals!
But now Bell hesitated.
Because he realized that the boomerang he threw would hit him.
Damn Fuck!
Sure enough, you only know what pain is when the stick hits you.
The polar bear admits he regrets it.
It’s so difficult to be a human being while riding a horse. I really want to flip the table and become a citizen of the motherland, directly starting the sixth mass extinction of species on earth.
Anyway, there are only 63 countries in the world now.
It’s not like I’ve never done it before. I’ll work hard and kill everyone in the world in half a year.
_(:зゝ∠)_
And just when the polar bear was upset and ready to be destroyed, a crisp child's voice came from not far away:
"Dad, are you back?"
He looked at Little Love sitting in front of Luojiashan Tavern, holding a children's book in his hand, and there was a cute little Arctic shrew standing on his shoulder.
The Great Demon King of Destruction, who had been so preoccupied just now and was about to start the sixth mass extinction of species if he disagreed with one word, calmed down in an instant, and a kindly old father's smile appeared on his face:
"My dear son, have you two studied hard?"
The Arctic shrew puffed up its chest and expressed proudly:
"Of course, Uncle Dave praised me for being smart!"
The round eyes of the little polar bear next to it are slightly embarrassing:
"Uh... the words are so hard to memorize."
This family is so difficult. Needless to say, Uncle Dave has a very smart brother.
The four new penguins are not ordinary birds either.
Skipper, who looks stupid and stupid, has super strong execution ability, and Kowalski is even more hopelessly smart.
The only one who is relatively normal is the penguin named Prewitt.
But this guy is a fool!
As the eldest brother in the family, he was reduced to trying to compete with a fool. Love felt desperate.
The old father here noticed his son's thoughts, and then he took out a fairy tale collection from his pocket as if by magic, and rubbed the little polar bear's head with his big furry paws:
"Interest is the best teacher. This is a collection of fairy tales. As long as you learn the words, you can take this book and tell stories to other children."
Little Love's eyes lit up and he subconsciously shouted:
"Dad, are you telling the truth?"
"certainly."
The old father patted his chest and raised the corners of his mouth. Although it looked a little oozing, under the sunlight, the sharp teeth made people's scalp numb!
But in the eyes of his two sons, the old father’s smile was very kind, even kind of damn sweet!
"Dingling bell~"
There was a crisp sound of pushing the door open, and the old father returned to the tavern, while his two sons were sitting at the door reading a collection of fairy tales.
The elder brother is broad-minded and the younger brother is thoughtful.
Although he didn't look back, the corners of the old father's mouth could not help but curl up slightly.
The old octopus is cooking in the kitchen, next to four penguins.
The youngest penguin rookie (Leipwitt) shouted with excitement:
"Uncle Bell, are you back?"
Seeing the short, round and cute little penguin rushing towards him, the polar bear patted his little head:
"Why don't you go play outside?"
The rookie's eyes lit up and he quickly asked:
"May I?"
The polar bear shrugged: "Of course, as long as you don't get yourself dirty. After all, we'll have dinner soon, and I don't want you to have a stomachache."
After the words fell, the little penguin cheered excitedly:
"Long live, long live Uncle Bell, I..."
Unfortunately, before he could finish cheering, a stern look came from behind, making the little rookie's expression stiff:
"Well, let's forget it."
This stern look came from Skib, the eldest of the four penguins.
And looked at the other party's serious look like a young adult.
After more than a month of contact, the polar bear, who had figured out the other person's personality, cleared his throat and said in a commanding tone:
"Skibo, I order you to take your three brothers outside to play games."
The next second, Skib gave a pretty standard salute and shouted decisively:
"Yes, General!"
On the other side, the little rookie, who knew he could go out and play, cheered again:
"Long live Uncle Bell!"
The orange sunshine shines on the streets of Poseidon Street, in front of the Luojia Mountain Tavern.
A little polar bear is lying on the ground, its head supported by two furry paws, and underneath is a cute little arctic shrew.
Next to the polar bear, there are four little black and white penguins.
"In ancient times when wishes could come true, there was a king who had several daughters, all of whom were very beautiful, especially his little daughter..."
Listening to Love's clear childish voice behind him, the smile on the old father's face became brighter.
But thinking of Skib's behavior, Bell couldn't help but sigh:
"The kid is still too nervous."
The old octopus who was sorting the fruits and vegetables in the vegetable basket said casually without raising his head:
"It'll blend in."
Skib's problems stem from his past experiences.
The city of New York is not as safe as imagined.
The biggest difficulty facing four little penguins who were abandoned by the zoo is not how to survive.
But what should I do to avoid being killed by this city!
It is precisely because of this experience that Skib is wary of everything.
For the sake of the three younger brothers below him, he did not dare to relax at all.
This is indeed a very troublesome psychological issue.
But Dave didn't care. No matter how serious Skib's problem was, could it be more serious than his original situation?
While arranging the vegetable basket, after rummaging around, the old octopus looked up at the other party in confusion:
"Boss, where's the chocolate I want?"
The polar bear was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and laughed:
"When I came back, I met Ernie. His life was so miserable."
Old Octopus: "..."
After a moment of silence, the old octopus looked at the grinning polar bear with a speechless expression:
"So you gave him a piece of 72% dark chocolate?"
The polar bear shrugged with a helpless expression:
"You can't give him a carrot, right?"
The old octopus nodded, thought for a moment, and said casually:
"Yes, a new chocolate shop has opened next door. Go and see if it has high-concentration dark chocolate. This is the soul of making chocolate cake."
"Dingling bell~"
With a crisp ringing of the doorbell, the polar bear pushed open the newly opened Wonka Chocolate Shop.
He lowered his head subconsciously. Most of the buildings in this city were not friendly to a giant beast of his size.
But when Bell walked into the room, the vast space inside made the polar bear raise his eyebrows——
Wuhu, this store is interesting?
